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I've travelled down to Euston on the night train from Carlisle. It's still early in the day, I'll enjoy the morning on a bookshop browse. First across the Euston Road and into Bloomsbury - Skoob Books is a temple for serious reading, Gay's the Word caters for kinks of all kinds, even straight ones. Then down by the British Museum - Maggs is the place to drool over rarities, mostly lined up for auction, five-figure reserves, slavegirls sell for less ... ah well ... Arthur Probsthain is always worth a visit, exotic orientalia. So via Tottenham Court to Charing Cross Road - Foyles of course, and a whole feast of second-hand and antique specialists - Henry Pordes, Any Amount of Books, the quaint, atmospheric Goldsboro shop ... well, my shopping bag's quite heavy now, a few little treasures I've snapped up ... Trafalgar Square, Whitehall, here we are, Red Lion, not the rampant Scottish one, but there are some weel-kent figures inside looking rampant enough ...
 
Baracus said:
I never got the email,so I missed out on the annual Cruxforums,get-together,at the Red Lion...yet again..... :( :(
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Gibbs505 said:
Hmmm, I didn't get my invite either!
Something against the other side of the pond?
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Well, blame the US Post Office. They’ve been having difficulties lately. But hey, this is the Internet and this is CF, step right up and transport yourself to the Red Lion and join the party. It’s never too late.


Eulalia said:
well, my shopping bag's quite heavy now, a few little treasures I've snapped up ... Trafalgar Square, Whitehall, here we are, Red Lion, not the rampant Scottish one, but there are some weel-kent figures inside looking rampant enough ...
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Glad you’ve made such a lovely multi-purpose excursion of it, Eul. Impressive! But now it’s time to make your entrance. Join us! The party’s only just begun.
 
Barbaria1 said:
Well, blame the US Post Office. They’ve been having difficulties lately. But hey, this is the Internet and this is CF, step right up and transport yourself to the Red Lion and join the party. It’s never too late.




Glad you’ve made such a lovely multi-purpose excursion of it, Eul. Impressive! But now it’s time to make your entrance. Join us! The party’s only just begun.
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Hmm... I'm probably busy trying to find the famous London slavemarkets. A flyer I saw promised a special sale today...
 
"Well,here goes !!"
Thought Baracus ( myself) nervously as I pushed open the door of the (infamous) Red Lion public house deep in the heart of Westminster....
I hope to God they don't think I'm some kind of weirdo,was my overriding thought as I approached the bar,ready to order my favourite beverage,a J.D & Coke,on the rocks,no slice.
I thanked the attractive barmaid,trying not to ogle her sumptuous breasts, as she leaned towards me to serve my drink.
"Can I get you anything else,sir ??" she enquired with a knowing look,as she glanced at my lapel badge,an inverted cross,the chosen symbol for the Cruxforums get-together.
I seized the moment and asked,quietly where the private meeting was being held.
"It's upstairs,past the loos,on your right,you can't miss it...!!" She added with a cheeky wink and laugh.
I thanked her,nodded,and made my way upstairs to where the private meeting of like minded Crux enthusiasts was being held....
Taking a moment to gather my thoughts, a deep breath,I knocked on the door,marked with an upside down crucifix,and strode in,ready to meet my esteemed colleagues...
Several faces,male,and female,turned as I walked in and said..." Hi,everyone, I'm Baracus,I DO hope I've come to the right place ?!"
 
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When I met Bobinder in London, it was a bright cheerful day and I was idly wandering around Westminster, as one does, checking out the girls and the rather impressive statue of Richard the Lionhearted gallantly attacking cars in the carpark at the Palace of Westminster (I kid you not). At the time, I believe he was taking on a Volkwagen Jetta and a Vauxhall single handed. Anyway, I had PMed my mobile coordinates or something to both Wragg and Bobinder at the time, so I was checking from time to time as I watched the various protest groups and tourist girls on the large square across the street from Westminster Abbey. "If you're at the Abbey," said Bob via some message app, "we should meet at the Methodist Central Hall."

That sounded a bit obscure to me. In Canada, if you say "the Methodist hall", you are probably talking about a building about the size of a small bungalow, hidden by trees and likely having a dumpster or two to further obscure the view. Methodists are very much below the radar. I'm looking at Westminster Abbey (rather large), and wondering why Bob chose this other location to meet. Anyway, I started looking around for this little frumpy thing, wondering why I had come all the way to England for this.

There is, near Westminster Abbey on the one side, the Palace of Westminster, former home of kings and queens and now the home of Parliament (and the aforementioned Richard, battling the parked cars). On another side is a series of ancient buildings - there is a gate through these buildings and if you go through it, you end up in the Abbey commons and a sort of cloister area. Lots of old posh houses and things around a square park. Directly oppsite this gate is all the traffic in the entire world, the large square with the protesters and tourist girls (now likely not there due to COVID), and the Queen Elizabeth II conference centre.

I looked just to the left of the QE II Centre and there was a large building that might even give Westminster Abbey a run for its money. It was very large, and had a dome on it, and on the dome in large friendly letters (shamelessly borrowing from Douglas Adams there) were the words: Central Methodist Hall.

Somewhat smaller than the building, and slightly less prominently displayed, was a chap with a beard, looking around for someone. I had told him I would be wearing a hat. And so I met Bob.
 
Jollyrei said:
Central Methodist Hall.
Somewhat smaller than the building, and slightly less prominently displayed, was a chap with a beard, looking around for someone. I had told him I would be wearing a hat. And so I met Bob.
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That's right, Jolly - I figured with everybody else arranging to meet each other outside the abbey, it would be more effective to find ourselves on the opposite side of the street, aiming for a landmark neither of us was likely to miss. That was the inaugural meeting which established the Red Lion as the official CF conference venue - hard to believe it was three years ago, but I've been back a couple of times since to meet Wragg and Phlebas. :)

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Soon (this evening) I'll post here and in "MyDeep Fantasies" a manip in honor of Alice ... This manip was perhaps one of those which was asking for the most work since that I do manips ... All was worked in it : the two crucified girls, deleting ropes and putting nails and blood , working the...
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Jollyrei said:
When I met Bobinder in London, it was a bright cheerful day and I was idly wandering around Westminster, as one does, checking out the girls and the rather impressive statue of Richard the Lionhearted gallantly attacking cars in the carpark at the Palace of Westminster (I kid you not). At the time, I believe he was taking on a Volkwagen Jetta and a Vauxhall single handed. Anyway, I had PMed my mobile coordinates or something to both Wragg and Bobinder at the time, so I was checking from time to time as I watched the various protest groups and tourist girls on the large square across the street from Westminster Abbey. "If you're at the Abbey," said Bob via some message app, "we should meet at the Methodist Central Hall."

That sounded a bit obscure to me. In Canada, if you say "the Methodist hall", you are probably talking about a building about the size of a small bungalow, hidden by trees and likely having a dumpster or two to further obscure the view. Methodists are very much below the radar. I'm looking at Westminster Abbey (rather large), and wondering why Bob chose this other location to meet. Anyway, I started looking around for this little frumpy thing, wondering why I had come all the way to England for this.

There is, near Westminster Abbey on the one side, the Palace of Westminster, former home of kings and queens and now the home of Parliament (and the aforementioned Richard, battling the parked cars). On another side is a series of ancient buildings - there is a gate through these buildings and if you go through it, you end up in the Abbey commons and a sort of cloister area. Lots of old posh houses and things around a square park. Directly oppsite this gate is all the traffic in the entire world, the large square with the protesters and tourist girls (now likely not there due to COVID), and the Queen Elizabeth II conference centre.

I looked just to the left of the QE II Centre and there was a large building that might even give Westminster Abbey a run for its money. It was very large, and had a dome on it, and on the dome in large friendly letters (shamelessly borrowing from Douglas Adams there) were the words: Central Methodist Hall.

Somewhat smaller than the building, and slightly less prominently displayed, was a chap with a beard, looking around for someone. I had told him I would be wearing a hat. And so I met Bob.
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bobinder said:
That's right, Jolly - I figured with everybody else arranging to meet each other outside the abbey, it would be more effective to find ourselves on the opposite side of the street, aiming for a landmark neither of us was likely to miss. That was the inaugural meeting which established the Red Lion as the official CF conference venue - hard to believe it was three years ago, but I've been back a couple of times since to meet Wragg and Phlebas. :)

Alice Kiss - Crux Legend

Soon (this evening) I'll post here and in "MyDeep Fantasies" a manip in honor of Alice ... This manip was perhaps one of those which was asking for the most work since that I do manips ... All was worked in it : the two crucified girls, deleting ropes and putting nails and blood , working the...
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And that’s the way it was! The rest, folks, is history. Kudos to the founding fathers of CFs hallowed and illustrious meeting place!
 
bobinder said:
That's right, Jolly - I figured with everybody else arranging to meet each other outside the abbey, it would be more effective to find ourselves on the opposite side of the street, aiming for a landmark neither of us was likely to miss. That was the inaugural meeting which established the Red Lion as the official CF conference venue - hard to believe it was three years ago, but I've been back a couple of times since to meet Wragg and Phlebas. :)

Alice Kiss - Crux Legend

Soon (this evening) I'll post here and in "MyDeep Fantasies" a manip in honor of Alice ... This manip was perhaps one of those which was asking for the most work since that I do manips ... All was worked in it : the two crucified girls, deleting ropes and putting nails and blood , working the...
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Yep, and so I met Bob and Wragg outside the Red Lion a couple of years ago. The next day I met RR at the same location, where we had a drink with a New York couple who were passing through. They were amazing, like they were ordered up from central casting, very entertaining pair. I think they were Italian American, though he could have been Stan Goldman in disguise?
Around this time last year I met Bob again in the same location.

It's a pity we live so far from each other :(
 
Barbaria1 said:
“I see. Well, Ms. Moore, you’ll find them all gathered in the back room, straight on and to the left, if you please.”
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Baracus said:
"It's upstairs,past the loos,on your right,you can't miss it...!!" She added with a cheeky wink and laugh.
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Inspector Bill Pritchard of Scotland Yard looked at the clock above the bar at the Garter and Swan. "I think we'd better head over to the Red Lion now, Stan."

Detective Stan Goldman of the NYPD was staring at his phone. "Mmm.." he replied distractedly.

"Got pictures of your last session with Moore on there?"

"Of course," Stan replied, "But that's not what I'm looking at. Check this out."

Bill stared at the screen, not getting it. "Come on, Bill, look at these two statements side by side. You're getting rusty in your old age.," Stan prompted him.

Finally, it dawned on Bill. "I see, so there are two separate Cruxforums! Two groups of filthy perverts! Who would imagine that?"

"Bingo!" Stan replied, not sure whether they played that game in England. "Or quoits, perhaps!" "So what do we do? Should we call in re-inforcements? This may be bigger than we thought."

"I thought we agreed not to get our departments involved. International incident and all that, what with Brexit here and the election there it could be a sticky wicket."

"That's sort of like a stolen base, right?'

"Exactly."

"Then we'd best split up," Stan said. "I'll take the one on the left downstairs and see what Moore is up to, and you take the one upstairs on the right with that Baracus fellow."

"Well, then, off we go..."
 
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phlebas said:
Yep, and so I met Bob and Wragg outside the Red Lion a couple of years ago. The next day I met RR at the same location, where we had a drink with a New York couple who were passing through. They were amazing, like they were ordered up from central casting, very entertaining pair. I think they were Italian American, though he could have been Stan Goldman in disguise?
Around this time last year I met Bob again in the same location.

It's a pity we live so far from each other :(
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Memories light the corners of my mind
Misty water-colored memories of the way we were
Scattered pictures of the smiles we left behind
Smiles we gave to one another for the way we were
Can it be that it was all so simple then
Or has time rewritten every line
If we had the chance to do it all again
Tell me, would we?
Could we?

Memories may be beautiful and yet
What's too painful to remember
We simply choose to forget
So it's the laughter we will remember
Whenever we remember
The way we were
The way we were

❤️
 
Jollyrei said:
We had a Red Lion pub in Ottawa as well, for about 1 summer in 2018. Apparently the beer was okay, but the food was sub-par and expensive (it was in a touristy part of town). The place did not last long. I only really noticed it because the lion on the sign was a direct copy of the one in Westminster.
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I wanted the Red Lion on High Holborn. It was a popular stop in the way to the gallows at Tyburn. Both Rebecca and Mary passed by there on their sad final progressions. In 1660, King Charles II had the bodies of Oliver Cromwell and his fellow Roundheads John Bradshaw and Henry Ireton exhumed to stage an execution of their corpses, and the bodies were stored overnight in that Red Lion's yard en route to the gallows at Tyburn. The room upstairs which is a fine meeting place is named the Cromwell Bar. But, alas, I was outvoted.
 
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I wanted the Red Lion on High Holborn. It was a popular stop in the way to the gallows at Tyburn. Both Rebecca and Mary passed by there on their sad final progressions. In 1660, King Charles II had the bodies of Oliver Cromwell and his fellow Roundheads John Bradshaw and Henry Ireton exhumed to stage an execution of their corpses, and the bodies were stored overnight in that Red Lion's yard en route to the gallows at Tyburn. The room upstairs which is a fine meeting place is named the Cromwell Bar. But, alas, I was outvoted.
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Ah, you may have been outvoted but be assured that your Red Lion was a very worthy alternative ;) .
 
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